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#135 by schro on 07 Aug, 2007 21:45
One of the Raiderettes proposed putting IcyHot on my twig and berries. As it turns out, she was the long, distant relative of the Fat Perfume Girl. Once she was ratted out, the hot latina Raiderette (take your pick, that's about 25% of them ), pulled out the magic headblade and my super powers were re-born!! From there.........
#136 by Razor X on 07 Aug, 2007 21:48
... I threw the hot Latina Raiderette over my shoulder and used my supersonic speed to get us both the hell out of there. The Left Coast was just a little too weird for my taste, so we headed back east to saner parts. We were just passing through Chicago when ....
#137 by schro on 07 Aug, 2007 21:55
I looked over my shoulder and regretted my snap judgement on all that the west coast (especially NorCal) has to offer. I thought to myself, "Far and away, the best part of the USA...can't wait to get back there". That being said, I tried to get in touch with BaldRob, Paul, KalboArnie, and all the other Chi-Town SBG's. ......
#138 by Razor X on 07 Aug, 2007 22:02
That was about the time that the lovely Raiderette reminded me that I'd promised to show her the east coast, and since a gentleman never goes back on his word, we continued our journey east. California would have to wait for a bit. The lovely Raiderette wanted to sample a real Philly cheesesteak. By that time ....

#139 by Timmay on 07 Aug, 2007 22:59
I was just running and running with her on my shoulders and it seemed like all the roads were leading to no where. The weather was gettin hotter and hotter and I felt like my super powers were about to run out. I needed a blade that could last forever. I try really hard to think of a solution when all of a sudden I see this sign that says WELCOME TO WASHINGTON INDIANA. Im like wait...but werent we headed towards teh east coast? As I am wondering thru the small town of Washington I notice people again lining the streets with signs..but this time the signs all were the same..it was signs wiht big arrows pointing in one direction. I look up at my beauty on my shoulders and she says go for it....follow teh arrows. Upon approaching a huge ass hill I look up and there it is...the place to get my blade that last forever....Tim's house. As I struggle to get up the hill I finally am standing at Tim's front door adn I knock. The porch light comes on and the door slowly creeks open......adn to my surprise.....................
#140 by JDog on 08 Aug, 2007 05:16
Tim himself answers the door wearing only a towel and a smile. He is right in the middle of a fresh headshave!!! Tim invites me in politely offers me a beer or a wine. I politley decline.

Tim says he is just to finish up shaving his noggin and then can sit down and talk about getting the ultimate shaving blade, As I turn my head and my eyes settle upon Tims coffee table. I cant believe my eyes because there ,sitting right in the middle is....
#141 by SLYinKC on 08 Aug, 2007 06:18
a golden vase, and inside the golden vase is the most beautiful Headblade that I have ever seen. It was made of purest gold and decorated with diamonds and all sorts of exotic jewels. Tim can tell that my eyes have caught sight of his great treasure, so he starts to explain.... "You see...my dear friend.. the secret to the most awesome shave, and and ulitmately, the perfect dome, lies within my own secrect headblade. The blades on my headblade never wear out and are always sharp and pristine because they are made of 100% pure diamonds. A little exotic, yes...but I have found that only through this ultimate shaving experience can you truly have the perfect, stuble-free dome. There is none other like it in the world."

I just sat there with my mouth wide open as I gazed upon this marvelous treasure and as I was sitting there it occurred to me that....
#142 by Timmay on 08 Aug, 2007 15:41
This whole story has been a lie. I stomp to the door in a rage. As I walk down the sidewalks..i dont care who it is man, woman, child...i take the clippers to their heads. Thats right..the whole damn world is going to be bald by the time I make it to East coast. I reach down into my goodie bag and i pul lout a.............................................
#143 by Razor X on 08 Aug, 2007 15:53
... road map. I needed to get out of this hellhole ASAP. A few moments later, I'd determined the best rout and the Raiderette and I were once again Philly-bound. It wouldn't be long until ....
#144 by SLYinKC on 08 Aug, 2007 16:04
I'd be munchin on a cheesesteak. But before I do, I get an uncontrollable craving for BBQ and decide to make a pitstop in KC first to take care of my appetite. I think I've heard that there is a really SLY guy in KC that might be of some help to me in my quest to make the whole world SLY. I'm heading west on I-70 on my scooter when out of nowhere all the traffic comes to a complete halt. I look up ahead and in the distance....I think I can see....
#145 by Timmay on 08 Aug, 2007 22:31
Janet ..the fat perfume lady standing in the all 6 lanes of the interstate.....handing out free samples of cheeseburgers. Im sorry to say but I have to turn this scooter around and head the other direction. The KC bbq is just gonna have to wait. With me and my gal on the back of my scooter...memories of this journey are flashing thru my mind...seeing all my sly buddies scrambling around trying to get the best shave possible......sorry BRO's ..but see this woman on the back of my scooter...She is all mine.....with her arms wrapped tightly around me adn teh music of Born to be wild plays in the back ground...we head off into the sunset......to an undisclosed location. BYE BYE! THE END!
#146 by PBurke on 11 Aug, 2007 16:31
AS WE REJOIN OUR INTREPID DUO IN NEW ORLEANS. THEY SEEM TO BE ENJOYING JAZZFEST. WHEN OUT OF NOWHERE.................

#147 by SLYinKC on 11 Aug, 2007 16:58
The elusive majic headblade appears attached to the rim of one of Jazz saxaphonist instruments at one of the outdoor cafes I am visiting. I recognize it quickly but I am puzzled how it could have made to New Orleans. It looks no worse for the wear. Thinking quickly, I jump from my seat at the cafe and...
#148 by Timmay on 11 Aug, 2007 23:03
head over to the pub across the street to join in with my other sly bro's and work up a plan. How we ever going to get taht headblade from the Jazz Player without him noticing us. We all sit there quietly staring at each other, each one of them with their right hand on their newly fresh shaven noggins..rubbing it in deep thought, When suddenly PBurke jumps up....the table cloth is stuck in his pants and the table flips over sending mugs of beer flying across the room. PBurke stands there looks at the barmaid and says sorry ma'am but those guys over there will clean it up. Pointing at a huge crowd of full hair headed, over weight . Everyone runs outside...jumps on their scooters and wondering where we are going to go to next. Everyone just follows PBurke when he pulls into ..................
#149 by SLYinKC on 11 Aug, 2007 23:14
An IHOP. He got the munchies and a craving for waffles and eggs. After we've had our fill of pancakes, back to the scooters as we head on to....